received a few messages from people wondering where I am. I'm here, just not "here" online. I've been staying at a beach guesthouse with no internet. Morning runs on the beach, yoga with the sounds of the ocean (and construction, it is Vietnam after all) on the horizon, cooking/preparing most of our meals. oh yeah, and spending time fixing the bikes. It's actually a pretty nice life. We'll prob stay here a bit longer as the cost of a room is $3 a night and we rather enjoy being away from all the commotion and tourist hoo-haa.
Below is something I wrote the other night that I thought I'd share with y'all.
love from 'Nam
Tonight when driving home from Hoi An to my hostel I had some local kids throw some rocks at me. I don't need to explain how dangerous a rock being thrown at a motorcycle driver could be. I was very upset and went back to confront the kids, at which point they ran away. I continued back home and then I had this remembrance of hiding behind the Knight's wall and when a car would drive by we'd throw crabapples at it. Slowly my anger and frown turned into a chuckle and smile of sorts. Sometimes it really all does come around. And children are a blessing and wonderful. But children are also really pain in the asses… just ask my mom!